2024–05–29
A poem
Confined to tight spaces
Forged by corporate races
Devout to whom phases
My Soul
Pressures overbearing
Chasing riches, fame uncaring
No time for despairing
My Soul
But when my mind can wander
Late in the dark it will ponder
It joins my heart to conquer
My Soul
Enforcing commitment to chasing
The naturally amazing
No point in paraphrasing
My Soul
But in retaliation
My soul counters with consideration
Without exasperation
My Soul
It speaks of a connection
One potential extension
Lost in many dimensions
Of My Soul
But before the mind could counter
Or the heart overpower
There came an energy shower
From My Soul
The mind could not compute
This illogical absolute
It could not irrefute
My Soul
And the heart was a mess
Could not emotionally address
Gave into the surrounding caress
Of My Soul
It was divine intervention
Overtaking moral subjugation
Mental and physical irrigation
Through My Soul
Thanks be to the creator
Our foundational defender
Jesus Christ, the epic saviour
Oh, My Soul